The mansion was buzzing with soft music, footsteps pattering from one end of the hall to the other.Silent and soft laughter rippled from one corner to the other; the kind that came along with an elite pattern.No one in that large room was without a title, not even the ladies dressed like it was a fashion show.Their jewelry spoke for them, relaying how rich and extravagant some of them were.However, there was just one person who didn’t seem to be having so much fun.Even with the flute of champagne in her hand, it seemed like she was going to need more than that to quench her thirst.She waved at her friends with a forced smile, assuring them that she was going to join them as soon as possible.For the umpteenth time, she had her eyes on the door, hoping that it was going to be opened from the outside.“I thought you said he was going to be here.” A voice startled her from behind, deep and demanding.She turned in a hurry, meeting the impatient countenance of the middle-aged man.“

Charlotte parted her lips, but when it was time for her to speak, it seemed as though her voice had been frozen.She blinked several times, then she surrendered her weakness to her sister.“Mr. Regal?” Elma stepped in at once, putting on a smile that was meant to be alluring.“Trust me, I understand your concerns. But pulling these strings was very difficult for us, especially getting the Minister to be on board with this. He is taking a high risk, and mind you, if this project fails, we would be owing the Government a huge amount of money. The people could also come for us for destroying public property.”Brian scoffed, causing the lady to stay silent.Elma took a deep breath, and when that was not enough, she let it out at once, bending her face to the ground.Brian faced the Minister, his stoic expression unwavering.“Miss Walker here told me that the Government has abandoned these oil wells for years. Now that we have decided to develop them, they suddenly remember that they belon

“What trap?” Quan asked in a hurry, right brow arched.Charlotte chuckled softly, returning her gaze to him.She could see the impatience in the Minister’s eyes, but keeping people in suspense seemed to be one of her hobbies.“Did you really think I was willing to let him get all of that percentage in returns?” She retorted, mischief dazzling in her eyes.Quan huffed, a delightful smile on his face.“You bad girl!” He hailed her, refusing to get rid of his smile.“I’ve always known you to be a mastermind; I just knew that you had something up your sleeve.” He sniggered, then he cleared his throat.“Tell me, Charlotte. What are you up to? What’s your plan to get rid of him?” He was anxious to receive a response, his smile leaving some room for his curiosity.“I have a plan.” Charlotte sank into the space beside the Minister, then she unfolded her arms.“Like I said…” She turned to face the Minister, sinister smile intact.“He is walking into a trap, and as soon as we are done with the

“I am not sure.” Alex retorted with a low tone, taking a deep breath.“But from the little I heard from my father, I think it unlocks something very sacred to your family…”“Like a treasure?”“I think so…” Alex nodded, then he reached for his top drawer.Rebecca kept her eyes on him, watching as he took out a piece of paper with a drawing.“This is what the key looks like.” Alex slid the paper toward her, and she grabbed it, lifting it toward her face.Her eyes stared at the sketch, and even though it was far from perfect, she was able to note the structure and also the fact that it was ancient.That made her curiosity rise, her eyes returning to the Attorney.“How do I find this key, Alex? Any idea where it could be?”Alex’s expression fell, revealing the thought inside his head.Rebecca tutted, her eyes sparkling with annoyance.“Of what use are you exactly?” Her tone was hostile, her pupils constricted with anger.“You have not been of any help to me, Alex. I wonder why I am still

Brian reached for his pocket slowly, and with every move he made, Alex’s eyes trailed.His fingers withdrew slowly, pulling with a bronze key; sizable, yet with nothing regular about it.The attorney’s eyes widened, his heartbeat increasing.“Here…” Brian threw the key at him, and he almost stumbled while he tried to get a hold of it.He was able to catch it before it fell to the ground.He retained his balance on the sofa, eyes on the key.The bronze suddenly felt too heavy in his hands, his eyes scanning the craft, the secrets it could contain, and its unique design.There was something else, something that made his belly churn.He knew that Brian having the key was a game-changer, yet his mind was filled with indecision.“Where did you find it?” He lifted his face, but only for two seconds.“Find it?” Brian scoffed, causing the Attorney to return his gaze to him.“I have always had it, Alex. My Grandfather gave it to me about a year ago, when I returned…” He revealed in brief words